Kathy's Lethally Deadly Bare Feet

(Andrew Rue)

Kathy could sense that this hot summer night was going to be a night of action as she strolled through the steamy dark alleyways in this forbidden part of Footscray (a very rough suburb in Melbourne, Australia). A Police imposed 24 hour curfew was in effect for the area due to over 30 murders and countless rapes over the last few weeks. It was worse than Beirut, but the violence was not due to civil strife. It was due to an adverse reaction on some men to a strange new street drug - which acted like a super steroid, giving them an incredible increase in strength and speed - at the expense of judgment, character and morality. Indeed these "Super Creeps" would band and cause death and destruction for the sport of it. So great was their violence, strength and cunning, that the Police were virtually powerless to stop them - losing many men in any confrontation. The best the authorities could hope to do was contain the violence to one part of the city while a solution was investigated. Unfortunately, that expanding containment barrier now included Kathy's Dance & Martial Arts School for Women - and several of those murders and rapes were her students. This struck her to the very core of what she stood for and had worked towards all her life - combining female grace and dexterity with a woman's most deadly asset to turn the table against any aggression towards women. To walk away from it would be something she could never live down. Indeed, she was going to take matters into her own hands - or more precisely: her own feet!

Kathy would have to make every effort to attract attention to herself. Her formal white satin evening gown hugged her beautifully toned body. A seductive slit reached high up the gown exposing her long, gorgeous sinewy muscled legs. Velvet gloves, jewelry, and even a small purse complimented her greatly misplaced attire - she looked more like a fashion model on her way to the ballet rather than a woman on a mission. Yet the most striking aspect of her wardrobe was what she wasn't wearing. For the debris scattered streets, it wasn't the hard soled army boots which the police normally wore. Not solid patent pumps on her feet. Not even a leather soled sandal. No, all that separated her elegantly beautiful, high arched, size 10 bare feet from the broken glass and rock strewn pavement was a pair of thin, white, soft, rubber thongs! (or flip flops!)

But why these on her feet? These were transparent thongs that were never intended to stop sharp broken glass shards and razor wire reaching Kathy's lovely naked soles! They were sacrificial thongs that were mashed to a pulp within the hour, beneath the strong heavy step of Kath's powerful bare feet! Incredibly noisy thongs that slapped against her undaunted, sweaty and filthy black bare heels like gunshots in the night! Purposeful thongs that Kathy wore for one reason only - to announce the arrival of …her…FEET!

Kathy played the sexually enticing and affluent prey, wandering through the deserted streets, nose up and stone faced, never passing a sideways glance, giving an almost arrogant look. And why shouldn't she be arrogant? She was in complete control of her destiny and feared nothing. Her strut was confident and elegant, on the balls and toes of her supple and out-turned feet, something like a Prima Ballerina's stride, but slightly exaggerated, so that her compact and rock hard ass, bare under her silk gown, swung above her unusually long and gorgeous dancers legs. With each step her strong toes dug deep into the white rubber, flexing and flinging the thong back onto her hard and dirt blackened bare heel, ensuring that the thundering thong slap could be heard for blocks! But those deafening "KKkkeerrrRRAAKK"s would not last much longer - the perforated and mangled thongs were nearly worn right off the soles of her extraordinary feet.

Suddenly six massive males dropped from the low rooftops surrounding her. Their drug induced muscles bulged out from bullet proof vests and pants while their faces were protected by hockey goalie masks. Yes, she was looking for them all right, but she would adhere to her Code of Ethics - and she asked in a calm yet confident voice: "I don't want an altercation - but I am looking for who ever is responsible for the rapes and murders in this area recently." The biggest of the group piped up: "Ha! Ha! Ha! I think you are going to be the prettiest to join that list!" Kathy realized that the years of training for her 3rd degree Dan Black Belt in Tae Kwon Do and her extraordinarily developed feet would be coming into play, but again, her Code required a warning: "Do nothing foolish. You will all be very sorry if I have to remove my thongs." A voice behind her replied: "That might be all that's left when we're finished with you. AhhOOUU!! Ha! Ha! Ha!" They closed the circle slightly and Kathy gave her final verbal warning as a plea: "Please. I warn you. Don't make me go BAREFOOT!!" They moved closer and Kath knew it would be time to fight. "I warned you." she announced, and Kathy's reluctant transformation began. A first she slowly and deliberately slid one bare foot from its thong. Then, while still holding the purse with both hands, she lifted the other long, gorgeous leg up in a perfect ballet movement so that it was nearly vertical - and effortlessly held it there for a long moment. Her opponents, not sure what to make of it, hesitated in their advance and watched. Then in an explosion of speed and power, Kath brought her leg down and STOMPED the thonged foot into the pavement with such incredible ground shaking force that white rubber plastisized, became part of the asphalt, and oozed up from between her toes! She dug her toes into the mutilated white spot and raised herself up onto her toe tips like a ballerina in pointe, snapping and ripping the white rubber straps holding her foot to the mashed thong! She pirouetted 360 degrees on the very tips of her bare toes, pulling rubber still clinging to the thick, tough calluses of her beautiful bare foot in the process. She felt a loose piece of asphalt under her foot. The excitement of the moment enticed her with the prospect of demonstrating her power one more time as she placed the ball of her foot on the saucer sized chunk of pavement and maneuvered her long lovely toes around part of its perimeter. She shifted all her weight to drive her toes down into the road crack. Incredibly they sank deep into the ground as her dirty callused heel rose up off the road. She pulled the piece of pavement straight up with spread toes dug well into it, and she …squueeeezzzzed… it, lifting her flexed foot behind her. The mob watched the hard roadway chunk crumble into fragments as asphalt oozed from between Kath's clenched bare toes! Powerful toes that were so much stronger than the strongest man's fingers - perhaps the strongest toes on earth! Bare Feet. Beautiful, muscular, magnificently high-arched and accentuated by an exotic, creamy olive skin. A sculptor couldn't have created a more beautiful pair of ballet feet. The toes, perfectly formed and with unheard of dexterity (for training, Kath would shuffle a deck of cards with her toes!), but when pointed, were as hard as granite! Heels: large, prominent and rock hard - bare heels that were like sledgehammers! And a heavy and muscular sole, so well armored by an indestructible, thick, hard callus that ringed around the outside edges of her feet to the tips of her toes. Sexually stimulating bare feet - extremely deadly bare feet. What a sight - surrounded by a pack of animals, a single, seemingly helpless, beautiful woman, dressed in elegance and glamour, standing firm, calm, confident and barefoot! Ahh, her bare feet. How she loved the incredible power they gave her. She could smash bricks and crush jagged glass with her bare feet. Once drawn, Kath's extremely dangerous feet were lethal weapons - more than a match for six male professional kickboxers! Once barefoot, Kath was invincible - and she loved it! How were they to know that Kath has had to kill before, and enjoyed it - using nothing but her beautiful bare feet!

The stupid creatures rushed her anyway and Kathy's calm instantly transformed to rage as Kath screamed: "EAT MY FEET!" and her lethal bare feet began their massacre. She jumped straight up, higher than her powerfully elegant 5' 11" height, and lashed out both feet in a perfectly horizontal splits, driving her pointed toes into the masks of two onrushing brutes. The incredible force of her radial kick sent her bare toes piercing though plastic and teeth until the balls of her feet were well into the broken mouths of the first two, stopping them dead in their tracks! With the still standing bodies holding her up, Kath held her position a long moment to look down at her next target below her. Twisting and pulling her feet from smashed plastic faces of the collapsing corpses, she brought one leg up on her descent, and drove the back of her heel down onto the forehead of her next prey with a tremendous ax kick, sarcastically calling out to the two bodies falling to the pavement: "Mmm, Mmm! Weren't my pretty toes sooo tasty?!" The third body crumpled from the impact of her foot, as though she had flattened some huge inflated blow-up doll! Landing on her feet to face the remaining three, Kath sensed her imminent superiority and enjoyed the feeling of the Goddess-like power it gave her! She was the one to have fun this evening. She finished her jeer with a laugh: "You will all EAT… MY… FEET tonight!" The mood had changed with the remaining members of the gang as they began to feel horror and fear rushing from deep within their drugged minds - this beautiful leggy woman who looked like a hard body ballerina come fashion model was a trained killing machine who used her bare feet as invincible, lethal weapons! Kath smelt the kill and moved in. "Won't you try something from Kath's special menu tonight,…. like… Bare Foot ALA Filthy Sole with Rock Toes" she taunted as she stepped up and executed two fantastic front kicks with blinding speed, her incredible pointed toes, with surgical precision, smashing through the plastic of masks and teeth into the mouths of two more deserving victims. Only the leader was left. The extraordinary force of a single hammer heel side kick to his massive chest, broke several of his ribs through the bulletproof vest and sent him flying backwards. Kath sauntered over to the sprawled yet conscious body, flicked the mask off with a snap of her toes and stood over him, pointing her toes to his mouth. "You were going to "dine" on some poor unsuspecting woman tonight you asshole! Well how's about trying me out now?" and she spread her toes and pressed the ball of her foot into his lips and jested: "Let's start with my poor, sweet, unprotected bare foot." She met some resistance. "No? Not to worry, I'm very good at force feeding with my feet." and like a steel press she applied unstoppable pressure and Kath's foot slowly crushed his lips. "Now let us try again….OPEN WIDE!" This time the ape did so without resistance and Kath pushed the ball of her foot into his mouth while wrapping her power toes around his nose. "NOW BITE!" she ordered, and he bit her thick dirty sole. Kath gave a look of impatience and ordered: "I said BITE!" and she pushed her bare foot harder into his face. He strained as his massive jaw clamped with all its steroid enhanced might onto the thickly callused ball of her beautiful foot. Kath shook her head in disgust and spat: "What a wimp." and nonchalantly stepped down on his face - crushing his nose like an eggshell with her big toe and tearing out several teeth still trying to indent the sole of her soiled foot!

Kathy strutted down the alley like nothing had happened, hopping up onto the tips of her toes so she could walk like a ballerina, flashing the filthy bottoms of her bare feet behind her. There would be no more trouble in the streets of Footscray this night. A deadly gang had been annihilated by a most incredible barefoot woman.

As she bounced along on the tips of her pointed toes Kath thought to herself: "The night is still young and I'd love to break some strong willed buck into the total submissive worship of my bare feet. After all, once I showed him how deadly my feet were, how could he dare to say no!" And an evil glint passed over her eyes.